"Dead," Kuwabara groaned. "I'm totally brain dead."
"At least finals are over," Okubo said.
"And it's summer now, so we're free for a little while," Sawamura added.
That was a slightly cheering thought, except Kuwabara didn't feel like he had the energy to do anything.
"Hey, stupid, do you think you actually managed to pass those tests?"
Kuwabara looked over at Urameshi's jeering face, and found he suddenly had much more energy than he'd thought. Straightening, he glared at the other boy. "Shut up, Urameshi! There's no way you did any better than we did, not with the way you skip all the time."
Urameshi just laughed. "Is that supposed to be an insult or something? Even if we did get the same grade it still means I'm smarter, 'cause I wasn't here all the time and did as well as you, when you were here."
Kuwabara didn't have words to argue that, so he resorted to his tried and true methods of punching Urameshi, which worked out about as well as it always did. He pushed himself off the ground, wincing at the pain of new scrapes and bruises. "I really, really, hate him."
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